Think Poem by Daniel Trevelyn Joseph

On the table by my side stands
Amul toned milk packet or box
Spilling, spitting milk from mouth-corner
As if it is a baby, a human baby.

I have my diabetic breakfast
Oats with milk in blue bowl, alone;
Where do you draw line
Between living and inanimate things?
Does it too exist in the mind?

Thou shalt not kill, they think they obey;
But they are non-vegetarians!
And, do vegetarians think
Vegetables don’t live?

Life is a mystery I cant understand,
But I do accept it, as it is, in toto,
And let me put baby to sleep in the fridge! !